Two Weeks - Kazuichi Souda x Reader

Chapter 4: MORNIN'!

Notes:
I edited the last chapters so they made more sense and removed most of the spelling mistakes I managed to pick out.
Also, I decided to start writing the chapters directly on Wattpad instead of writing in OpenOffice beforehand as it was supposed to be a personal fanfic before I decided to share it.

To free you from the possible side-effects of reading this fanfic, I am giving you a link to a gift from Gods. A.K.A Gundham and Mondo singing PonPonPon.

"G-give my phone back!"

The fierce banging on the door slightly terrified you, but you kept still. You were about to die by the hands of Kazuichi Souda.
I mean, it's not a bad way to go, I would pay him money to strangle me.
However, you didn't want to die yet, you haven't given him...

the succ.
Which was on your summer bucket list.

You looked around your room in case you could find something to defend yourself with it. Screws and small nails were scattered around the floor. For some reason, your mother decided to not mess with any of it in case she loses things or throws something important away. It would be a stupid idea to throw some of the expensive tools at him, what if he got injured? Plus, your babies were way more important than your life.

Deciding to give up, you opened the door slightly and threw the phone to Kazuichi's feet.
Kazuichi didn't expect it so he let out a loud shriek as he thought a spider or something worse was at his feet.
Yeah, you fucked up.
"That's your phone you egg!"

"W-who are you calling an egg!? That's it!"

BANG.

Your door suddenly opened under the force of the mechanic. You were swooped by the door and shoved to the side. Yeah, your butt hurt a little after accidentally sitting on a screw. Yelping out in pain, you tried to stand up.

Kazuichi walked up to you and stared you right in the eye. The pink eyes staring you down, it was like you discovered a side of him you never saw before.

"Hey... Do you really thought I'd hurt you? Man, you're a bit stupid today. What's with ya?"

Maybe that look in his eyes was your imagination, or he did on purpose.

Of course he wouldn't hurt you. How stupid of you to think that.

"I dunno. I'm probably just tired... you know?" You said apologetically.
"Yeah... I guess I understand that much. I'm kinda tired too." He said, rubbing the back of his head.

- I finally decided to label my timeskips bacause why not-

You walked out of the shower. Hair wet, skin soft, and eyes tired. It was time for bed.
In the shower you thought of a smart plan that you'd had to carry out at about 5 in the morning.

It was 99.99% fail-proof. There was no way you could mess it up.